“ Mikaya is a beautiful warm human being. I loved being around her. ” Sandy, shamanic journeyer, San Francisco
I’ve had a number of different personas in my sixty-four years on Earth in this particular body: a waitress, a factory worker, a political activist, a hippy, an anarchist, a radical lesbian, a feminist, a car mechanic, a carpenter, a tree feller, a butch dyke, an organic market gardener,a sexpert, a pig farmer, a Minister of Holistic Healing, a public speaker, a shamanic worker, an award-winning author, and a kitesurfing instructor, for instance. Recently, other people have referred to me as the ultimate environmentalist, a feisty old lady, ‘such a nineteen year old,’ ‘that old guy,’ a very interesting person, a bundle of muscle, an exceptional lover, a courageous woman, and an inspiration. I hear the last two quite often. I especially like the idea that I inspire people. (There have been other less complimentary labels. Let’s not focus on them.)
These days, I call myself a spiritual mentor. The most important aspect of my being is my ability to help people to connect with their life-path, and to lead ceremonies that facilitate positive energetic shifts. (Or, perhaps it’s just my ability to bring joy to the world).
In the last ten years, I’ve had some remarkable and inexplicable experiences that woke me up to the vastness of being. Now I know that peace is an inside job. I know that no having or doing is as powerful as being in a place of true joy. I know that I will die when the time is right and it’s a lot smarter to concentrate on enjoying life than avoiding death. And I know that Marianne Williamson was absolutely right when she said, “Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.”
After what I sometimes call my awakening, I sold most of what I owned. I live wherever I happen to be on this planet, doing what brings me joy. I get a great deal of joy from helping others to be motivated on a daily basis by trust rather than fear. (That might be the foundation of what is called enlightenment).
I am a coach in the art of being fully alive. Do you think you already know how to be fully alive? Life is a dance, and dancing in time to the music takes practice. It’s the difference between wielding a paint brush and being able to paint a picture that moves others. I lead workshops and mentor individuals who are ready to embrace the fullness of being human–being fully present, being fully who you are, discovering and following your heart’s desire. When all doing arises from being, our creativity and joy flows freely.
Self awareness is a pre-requisite for any broader awareness. The person who has helped me most on the path of self-awareness is Dayana Jon, a visionary who is the medium for an extraordinary group of beings called AMAG. Amongst many other things, they taught me that we are not human beings trying to become spirit, we are spirit beings playing around with human form. They have really helped me to expand my shamanic work and understand the value of accessing other realities. I am presently studying self-mastery with them.
Yes, I have a daily spiritual practice.
It takes a lot of focus and concentration.
It’s called being fully human.
And here is a link which some of you may appreciate enormously: Dr. Lenny. He is a medical intuitive. I have grave doubts about the way that traditional Western medicine views the body, and I haven’t been to a regular doctor in many years. Dr. Lenny keeps me healthy. He is a wonderful, delightful, and invaluable resource.
I grew up in Scotland, and lived in the boonies of northern California for twenty years. Now that I’m addicted to kitesurfing, I have become a nomad, traveling wherever the wind blows, and living in my 4WD Toyota Forerunner when I am in the USA. I have spent a lot of time in Australia, South Africa, and the UK doing shamanic work. People think it is really expensive to travel but there are many cheap ways of doing it. And I’m a nomad so I don’t pay any rent.
My favorite activities are partner dancing, horse riding and kitesurfing.
I’ve been studying partner dancing (swing, salsa, tango, two-step, waltz — that kind of thing) with Zoe Balfour in the San Francisco Bay Area. It’s a delightful way of learning how to move in rhythm. So are horse-riding and kitesurfing. I don’t have any horses of my own right now, but I have several kites, and I get out on the water whenever I can — preferably every day. When I’m flying along on my board, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt what is important in life. Everything petty falls away. It’ s a powerful spiritual experience right there for the taking.
Now that I know myself to be a free entity, I go where it’s warm and windy in the winters. I have become the woman who follows the wind.
I’ve been a wordsmith since the age of six, and I am now an award-winning author. YESSSS!! Check out my books page for information on my books, articles, and interviews around my writing. And if that’s not enough, feel free to get in touch with me. I can’t stop writing–it is easy for me, and it is a necessary creative expression.
Read more about my extensive travels here. Some of them are about to become available as an e-book. I’m always happy to hear from publishers interested in them. . .
Growing up in Scotland:
You get to guess which of the three beings (to the left) is/was me.
People often say, “That’s cool!” when I tell them I grew up in Scotland, but actually it wasn’t cool. Without ever intending to be so, I was too radical for that environment in the fifties and sixties, and I had (still have) an obsession with truth. It wasn’t the done thing to tell too much of the truth in those days.
I’ve spent too much of my life trying to fit in boxes. Now I’m just being Mikaya. I think I’m less alarming when I’m just being me, than when I was me-trying-not-to-be-me. That combination was a little volatile.
Tolerating mediocrity is a sin. It might even be the sin that underlies all other sins.
The House That I Built: with my very own hands, on my ex-property in northern California.
It’s constructed totally from recycled lumber. I’ve always felt a deep respect and love for this planet, and I love to re-use resources.
A few years ago I had an epiphany, which made me decide to sell up and go traveling Selling this house was one of the hardest things I have ever done, but I needed to be absolutely free.
My latest foray in that vein has been fueling my car partly on hydrogen, obtained by electrolysis of water. I just discovered that urine is a better source of hydrogen than water. Hallelujah! Now I am building a urine unit